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cas one vs figure - staying gold lyrics

[hook: x2]
when there’s no gold left, turn right, go left
a hole in that chest gets filled with an x
marks the spot. keep the spark on hold
look a horse in its mouth, see if them teeth still gold

[verse 1:]
patina on a dreamer interweaved in odd demeanor
sucking in the ether, this eager spirit eater
stays gold in a world full of rats, death, and mold
halo made of brambles and a heart made of souls
i should’ve known…i shook ‘em dead up in they bones
i’m a king without a home speaking from a homemade throne
throwing off a vibe that says i’m better off alone
shoot an arrow at a target. hit an angel, made a harlet
a letter made of scarlet, put it in your heart compartment
i’ll be your favorite artist spillin gold out on the canvas
how the f-ck did we even manage? the earth done left us stranded
do you feel abandoned in the poison of this planet?
i’ll never understand it so i’ll make up all the ruuuuuuules
there’s a jester in the court saying point out all the foooools
aww, fool’s gold. pin a rose up on their nose
smell the shit out on the roads and spit up all their old poems

[bridge]
stay gold, ponyboy. stay gold

[hook: x2]
when there’s no gold left, turn right, go left
a hole in that chest gets filled with an x
marks the spot. keep the spark on hold
look a horse in its mouth, see if them teeth still gold

[verse 2:]
ain’t nobody gold searching for no diamonds
ain’t no science to the silence of this island
lone wolf-man holding on a sack of push pins
do that voodoo that i do to you when our world ends
chewing on the loose ends, spitting in the rust bucket
duckets never added to much when i be up f-ckin’
or f-ckin up. hit the pawn shop like, “weigh the gold up”
hold up, ghost riding on a pale pony
these other three acting like they don’t know me
boy, i’m an og. trumpets, then it’s close scene
paint it all black, bury all the flowers with it
hang me by my throat while i sleep to sound of crickets
hit the pearly gates like, “motherf-cker, can i kick it?”
and dangle from a gold chain made from picket fences
i never had shit so i never got sold
i had a heart of gold but that shit got stole

[hook: x2]
when there’s no gold left, turn right, go left
a hole in that chest gets filled with an x
marks the spot. keep the spark on hold
look a horse in its mouth, see if them teeth still gold

- cas one vs figure lyrics

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